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Ethan grew up under the shadow of his father's indifference, constantly striving to prove himself in a family that prized success above all else. But his attempts were always overlooked in favor of his younger sister, who effortlessly won their father's attention with her academic accolades. Ethan's belief that achievement equals affection becomes his guiding force, pushing him to succeed and finally gain the love he's always longed for. Yet, when his father learns that Ethan is gay, everything changes. Unable to accept his son's identity, he sends Ethan to a strict Catholic university, hoping it will "cure" him. Across town, Nathan has spent his life battling different challenges. Raised by an alcoholic father after his mother left, Nathan was forced to grow up too soon, taking on adult responsibilities just to survive. When his father's debts pile up and threaten their future, Nathan uses his college savings to bail him out, sacrificing his dreams in the process. But fate steps in, and Nathan receives a scholarship to the same Catholic university where Ethan is now studying. A twist of destiny brings them together as roommates. Despite their contrasting backgrounds and the weight of their pasts, an unexpected bond begins to grow. What started as mere circumstance soon transforms into something more profound. As they navigate friendship, love, and the expectations of those around them, they'll discover the courage to be true to themselves-and to each other.

In the mystical realm of Eldrador, King Ryker rules with wisdom and power, his mastery of magic and sorcery cementing his kingdom's prosperity. However, a cryptic prophecy from a revered seer foretells the arrival of a soldier wielding a legendary sword, destined to destroy the kingdom. Enraged, the king banishes the seer, dismissing the warning as treason. Years pass, and King Ryker's son, Prince Arin, grows into a charming and adventurous young man. Longing to explore the world beyond the palace walls, Arin escapes to discover the kingdom's hidden wonders. During one such excursion, he encounters a beautiful and fiery pauper, Lyra. Their initial animosity blossoms into a forbidden love, as Arin keeps his royal identity hidden. As their relationship deepens, the couple faces daunting challenges: social class divisions, royal obligations, and the weight of Arin's destiny. Just as they navigate these obstacles, rumors spread of a mysterious soldier marching toward Eldrador, matching the prophecy's description. King Ryker's unease grows, and he becomes obsessed with uncovering the truth behind the prophecy. Will the soldier bring destruction, or is the prophecy a mere fabrication? As tensions escalate, Arin and Lyra find themselves entangled in the fate of the kingdom.

“You know your body is a walking temptation, you should cover it, instead of leading men astray with it," "I am inside the house," "Yes you are but there is a man here too and just in case you don't know, I do men and with a body like yours I don't mind throwing away all my morals to have that dick in my asshole pounding me and taking me to heaven," Jordan said biting down hard on his lips to control himself, but that control flew off the window when Liam dragged down his boxers revealing his hard huge groin. “What if I want to make you lose those morals?” He whispered walking up to him slowly… Jordan Bach has gotten through fazes of heartbreaks and was wary of love, but when a handsome stranger crashed into his bed the night of his best friend's wedding, he is ready to risk it all to find this stranger and give love another chance but Liam wasn't much of a stranger after all, and he wasn't someone Jordan had envisioned falling for...

Jackson is the Alpha of one of the most feared pack in Europe, New moon. He is cold, strict and closed off; the only exception being his close friends. He has given up on love after losing his mate in a rogue attack. He loves and takes care of his six year old son. He only has his son, friends and pack. He is okay with his life. He certainly doesn't need another mate! Saint is an omega. Not your traditional omega though. He aims to be a warrior. He wants to be able to protect his mother after his dad died protecting her. That's why he left his former pack. They were a little old-fashioned as omegas were being looked down on. He wants a mate who would finally complete his life. Just a small family with his mom. He didn't expect his mate to be his new Alpha. Nor does he know why someone wants to kill him! The new moon pack is in an uproar. Someone keeps whispering to the pack members leading them to do dangerous and unspeakable things. Why does the pack members hear whispers that sounds like a child?

Blaze Arden Vaughn is an heir of a huge empire, an ace student of medical faculty, very handsome, sweet and nice. His name signifies fire but his heart is as cold as ice. Ace Daxton Anderson is a known 'one night stand' guy and a bi. A gang leader who won't back down from a gang fight and is not afraid to be bruised just to prove his point. They are both in the same university but they have their own territory and never knew each other's existence. Until the day that the Ice Prince fixed his cold gaze on the very hot gang leader on the field. "You want me that bad...that your eyes are screaming it out loud..." Blaze announced with his challenging tone and a calm smile, making Ace's jaw clenched while their gazes locked. "I can smell your desire even from afar..." Blaze continued with a very subtle smirk, making Ace grit his teeth. "Who would not...you are Blaze Arden Vaughn...the epitome of perfection...everybody's dream guy" Ace sarcastically responded, a smirk grazed his lips. His jaw clenching in annoyance not with Blaze but with himself. "So Ace Anderson, want to try, a Blaze Arden Vaughn for tonight?" Blaze smirked as he casually ask, making the grim face of the gang leader looked stunned and dumbfounded. A one night stand offered by the cold and distant Blaze Arden Vaughn, just one night of pleasure… one night of curiosity.

Watching Angela walk off through the club, Adam couldn't help but notice what a fantastic ass she had. Not just curvy, but the kind of J-Lo bubble butt a man wanted to cup with his hands. The kind of cheeks a man could get a solid grip on as he pounded into her. Shifting a bit uncomfortably in his seat, he turned his attention back to his friends to find they were all staring at him. "What?" "What was with the power play man?" Rick asked, looking at Adam a little askance. "You don't usually pull tricks like that. I would have expected it from Chris but not from you." "Hey," said Chris. "I was perfectly polite to the lady." Rick rolled his eyes. "Mostly." All three of them looked at Adam, even Andrew who normally didn't get involved in the interrogate-your-friends sessions. Since he didn’t like to talk about his own issues, he rarely got involved in trying to talk about others’. The fact that Adam's actions had aroused even Andrew's curiosity meant he'd been less subtle than he’d thought.

Sebastian Miller a well known boy in his university, some nickname him a "comic handsome guy" because of his talent that everyone want to have, a good singer, dancing, arts, even in sports, captain in basketball at highschool and he's now a 3rd year college student. Some even says that 'he's probably out of this world' or 'a comic did really exist and Sebastian proved it' but what happen if he encounter a werewolf and a vampire at the same time? not just meet but these two fall in love with him. who would he pick a werewolf Ethan 'Uno' Ferrer? or a vampire Aziel Ezra?, Sebastian Miller life is an indeed comic.

Jimmy Stevenson is trapped in a strange club created by his friends, they will gather every Friday after returning from college to discuss paranormal stories. To be honest, he prefers to practice soccer instead of doing this. But his heart immediately stopped pounding when he offered to summon Bloody Mary, while what appeared was a figure who took his heart instantly. From there, Jimmy who is called "The no-nonsense man", begins to try to attract the spirit's attention and is rejected time and time again with scenarios that are sometimes very stupid and sometimes too scary, sometimes disgusting. But what he realized was that by summoning the spirit, his soul was sucked out and it shortened his lifespan. Fighting the approaching death and his love for the non-human being, he must find a way or a hole so Jimmy can get both; his age and the spirit he loves. This is his journey of love.

The call came at 7:05 PM on our tenth wedding anniversary. My husband, David, was in an accident. At the hospital, he was awake, but a young woman, his assistant Chloe, was holding his hand, acting like his wife. When I walked in, he looked at me, a blank stranger' s stare, then asked, "Who are you?" He laughed when I said I was his wife, then demanded security remove me, while Chloe, smiling, pretended to cry. It wasn't just memory loss; it was a cruel, targeted erasure. I tried proof, the marriage certificate, but he pushed it away as "just a piece of paper." Then Chloe waltzed in with his favorite soup, and he defended her when I confronted her. "She' s the only one who' s been here for me!" he screamed. He snarled that I was "exhausted, haggard," compared to Chloe, who was "kind and gentle." My wedding ring, a symbol of our forever, flew from my hand as he slapped it away, clinking under the bed. "Don' t come back," he said, turning his back on me to comfort Chloe. Later, I learned why: he had been having an affair with Chloe, his mother's 65th birthday ruined by his absence and her answering his phone. My world shattered when Mark Johnson, David's estranged best friend, told me what David said: "The fake amnesia was a stroke of genius, right? A clean break." My husband had faked a brain injury to throw me away. A car hit me, sending me to the hospital, and I knew what I had to do. When Mark came in, I looked at him, my face blank, then asked, "Are you… my husband?"

Francis Beaumont: Dramatist by Charles Mills Gayley

Avalynn Grimaldi and Nicole Bonavich didn't realised that they were about to be married off because of their parents promise to each other. Since both family doesn't have male heir, their first born were force to sign the marriage contract their parents had set up for them. How can two person that hated each other to the core be joint in a holy matrimony? Will they do something to break free from the contract they were tricked to sign? Read to find out.

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1919 Excerpt: ...loss of humanity. Henceforth she must deal with realities, leaving him to his painted mummery.... She could understand his frenzy, his fury, his despair. \"That will do, Charles,\" she said very quietly. \"I will see what can be done about Mr. Clott, and whatever happens I will see that you are not harmed.... If you like, you can dine with Verschoyle and me tonight. You can come home with me now, while I dress. I am to meet him at the Carlton and then we are going on to the Opera.\" \"Does Verschoyle know?\" \"He knows that you are you and that I am I---that is all he cares about.... He is a good man. If people must have too much money, he is the right man to have it. He would never let a man down for want of money--if the man was worth it.\" \"Ah!\" said Charles, reassured. This was like the old Clara speaking, but with more assurance, a more certain knowledge and less bewildering intuition and guess-work. A Few weeks later, with Verschoyle and a poor relation of his, a Miss Vibart Withers, for chaperone, Clara left London in a 60 h.p. Fiat, which voraciously ate up the Bath Road at the rate of a mile every minute and a half.... It was good to be out of the thick heat of London, invaded by foreigners and provincials and turned into a city of pleasure and summer-frocks, so that its normal life was submerged, its character hidden. The town became as lazy and drowsy a spectacle as a field of poppies over which danced gay and brilliant butterflies. Very sweet was it then to turn away from it, and all that was happening in it, to the sweet air and to fly along between green fields and orchards, through little towns, at intervals to cross the Thames and to feel that with each crossing London lay so much farther away. Henle...